With the conclusion of football in December and the season’s euphoria wearing off, spring semester can become monotonous for students, but there are plenty of events that can keep you busy. The big question is: Do you watch from home or go to these events?
 

Should you save, or should you splurge?

 

The paparazzi-stalked, social media-using “celebrity.”

Since athletes became “famous” many years ago, we have worshipped their every move. You may be saying, “Speak for yourself,” but consider this.

To be honest, my sporting knowledge falls short when it comes to baseball. Don’t get me wrong. I love the sport. I've just never understood the game.

It’s the anticipated day. The day of all days. The day that could potentially determine our fate. So … does he love us or love us not?

No, I’m not talking about Valentine’s Day.

I’m talking about Jadeveon Clowney’s birthday … and the day he picks the school he will grace with his talented presence. His official visits are passed and gone, and his decision is probably already made.

Don’t get me wrong — I do love the Super Bowl. But after stuffing my face and cheering for teams that I never care about (except when the Panthers went — ha!), it gets kind of old.

So unless Reggie Bush runs his beautiful body onto the field or Janet Jackson loses her top (both of which will not happen this year), then I’m not invested. And if you’re participating in Super Bowl activities that don’t include watching the game, then I assume you aren’t either.

So if you’re not a Packers, Steelers or Super Bowl fan in general, here are a few ways to pretend you watched (and enjoyed) the misery they call the biggest game of the year.

The Pro Bowl — the NFL’s version of the All-Star Game — happened yesterday. As always, no one cared.

Since I’m a solutions-oriented guy, here are five ways to maybe make people care. And no, we’re not going to playground rules like the NHL and picking sides. That’s just dumb.

I feel like a simple blog does not suffice for the intensity of the Kentucky game Saturday.

So here.

Now that you’re in the mood and whatnot, we can talk sports.

We thought it was over right when it began. We thought it was another one of those games. It was a “go, fight, win, kick…well, shit” kind of kick off. And as Florida took the ball and sprinted towards an inevitable touchdown, we turned our heads in not-so-unusual shame. But this time, it was Florida that got a little too cocky.

It’s common human behavior to think we could do a better job in the coaches’ or players’ shoes. We see ourselves making flawless catches, foolproof calls and even hard tackles that “normal” players just let slip by. I can write this blog and bitch and moan about how they should have done this or that, but in hopes of an actual athlete stumbling upon this in his Google search one day, I have a few questions for the team thus far.

 1.)  Who. Is. Marcus. Lattimore?

2.)  Does anyone have Auburn QB Cameron Newton’s phone number? But really, I’d like to discus some...plays of his from the last game.

3.)  Why Connor Shaw?

And finally my classic question…

4.)  Really, Garcia?

Lattimore, the literally unstoppable freshie from Sparkle City, accumulated 366 yards in the first four games. Um, what? And he has plenty more games to keep gathering those yards to (hopefully) break the record for freshmen. Speaking of young ones, remember when Alshon Jeffrey was a freshman? Yea, well he’s done playing around with those freshmen jitters…and continues to impress us.

Also, I can’t write this without fawning over Bryan Maddox. The boy has got hops. I wish he would be for real and admit that he planned that jump over the Auburn player just to land on ESPN…but more power to him.

Speaking of power, Spurrier is getting insulted for abusing his—as demonstrated in the last game. He admits to putting Shaw in because Garcia was “woozy.” But why are fans angry? Shaw needed to experience a true game, and did an admirable job in it.

We’ll have to wait and see what the Gamecocks have to offer in future games…but for now, we just have to sit back and imagine ourselves doing a better job at it.